Essex poetry needs to find a distinctive flavour, a voice, which must be encouraged to grow. Other poetry can rely on its isolation from the world, its inward-looking ethnic symbols, its stock caricatures. Essex poetry must strive for vision, feeding on the immense skies, ancient mystic roots, the melting pot of cultures, the calmness of the waving corn, the energy of futurism. Join me in this quest.
Poetry, grammar misuse, time travel, Surrealism - are just a few of the things that exercise my mind. Please read my poetry to see if it touches you.
18 January 2007
This is a journey inside the head of Mary Susan Argent. I live my life in a dream world, which is more real than the world in which I live with family, friends, work colleagues and other people. This dream world started when I was three years old - at least, that is when I remember specific events which can be tied to a date in time. The dream goes on all the time, always in the background of my worldly life, often taking over my waking life, and it is the entire substance on my dreaming sleep. This is the part of me that creates poems and gives life to the characters in my book.
That is one half of my mind. The other half is rational, argumentative, does not blindly follow accepted explanations without testing. This is the part I use when I am with other people, at home and at work.